So Electric

Erika

(Verse 1)
I’ve been pacing the perimeter with a vertigo twitch, trying to patch the static in a spiritual glitch, shaking in the chassis while the spirit runs dry, chasing down a rhythm that the money can't buy, haunted by the shadow of a love that is pure, but I need the heavy flesh and the bone to endure.

(Chorus)
So take a lethal leap where the currents run cold, let the saga of the chaos and the glory unfold, gotta jump into the void without looking behind, silence the riot in the back of the mind, fusing in the wreckage and the smoke and the breath, dancing on the ashes of our former self.

(Verse 2)
I see the dark reflection of myself in your eyes, a savage kind of truth in a city of lies, sensing that the ticking is a bomb not a clock, a connection cemented in the bedrock, a bridled-up beast that is ready to gun, waiting for the signal of the blackened sun.

(Chorus)
So take a lethal leap where the currents run cold, let the saga of the chaos and the glory unfold, gotta jump into the void without looking behind, silence the riot in the back of the mind, fusing in the wreckage and the smoke and the breath, dancing on the ashes of our former self.

(Bridge)
We don’t need a remedy for demons we hold, we need a steady hand that is brazen and bold, alchemy to turn the trouble into the art, smash the rusted cage that is locking the heart, I’m ready to erupt and tear through the night, hand me all your darkness and I’ll torch it with light.

(Chorus)
So take a lethal leap where the currents run cold, let the saga of the chaos and the glory unfold, gotta jump into the void without looking behind, silence the riot in the back of the mind, fusing in the wreckage and the smoke and the breath, dancing on the ashes of our former self.

(Outro)
Just you and me baby in the deep end, deep end, drowning in the noise, in the deep end.


Lyrics By: S.H. Sydness - Crunchy Creations - 2025

Lethal Leap

Who I Am (Prod. GAXILLIC)

THEY ARENT YOU

"The Label" is a raw, intense exploration of mental health diagnosis and societal hypocrisy, channeling the raw vulnerability of Radiohead's "Creep."
It tells the story of being given an official classification ("The Label") as a child for seeking help, only to be rejected and stigmatized by the same institutions later in life because of that very designation. It's a shout against a system that attempts to heal and then chooses to exclude.

"You stamped the paper to help me stand up straight, then judged the man by the number and the date. What a crooked world."

Music & Lyrics by ROTTENBRAIN
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When I was young, the corners of my mind
Felt like a maze, a place I couldn't find
The simple exit, the clear and open road
A heavy feeling, a weight that overflowed.
I sought the light, the clarity, the peace
They gave me papers, a temporary lease.
A careful word, a clinical design
They drew a line, and said that line was mine.

And I don't know if I belong here
But I think I want to belong.
I want to heal, I want to stand tall
But something's twisted, something's wrong.

I’m a Label, I’m a Name
A classified piece in their cruel, cruel game.
I wish I was better, I wish I could change
But you gave me the file, you gave me the strange.
You gave me the Label...

Years rolled away, the therapy, the fight
I worked the hours, to climb back to the light.
Some friends succeeded, they shed the heavy cloak
While I still struggled, beneath the weight it spoke.
I tried to enter, the offices, the doors
The institutions, the things I battled for.
I handed over the document, the sign
The very record that you said would define.

And I don't know if I belong here
But I think I want to belong.
I want to work, I want to stand tall
But something's twisted, something's wrong.

I’m a Label, I’m a Name
A classified piece in their cruel, cruel game.
I wish I was better, I wish I could change
But you gave me the file, you gave me the strange.
You gave me the Label...

But you, the ones who charted my descent
The ones who said: "We know what this all meant."
You close the window, you lock the open gate
You say: "We helped you, but now it's just too late."
You stamped the paper, to help me stand up straight
Then judged the man by the number, and the date.
What a crooked world! To brand the child with fire,
Then bar the adult from rising any higher.

You gave me the Label...
You gave me the Label...
A crooked world...
I'm just a Label...

The Label - ROTTENBRAIN (based on Radiohead’s ‘Creep’) by ARGYTACT 2026

The Label - ROTTENBRAIN (based on Radiohead’s ‘Creep’)

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